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Tag Archives: poem
One More Mile
Legs aching and arms going limp You may have pushed too far Is it time to rest? There’s still work to do A break will cost you, dear Sparks are still upon your eyes I doubt you wish to give … Continue reading
Posted in Poems
Tagged author, continuing on, determination, exhaustion, mile, one more mile, poem, poetry, refusing to give up, writing
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Remnants Left on the Web
Words waiting for their day Scheduled to save time May be the last one types What happens if I vanish? No more stories can be told And all my world goes still Though it would trudge along Posts and tweets … Continue reading
Ringing Silence
How can silence Be so deafening? As if plunging my ears Into an symphony of screams No words within the quiet Yet my hearing is stifled Could there still be voices That are no longer drowned? By the noises of … Continue reading
A Summer Poem Set from the Heart
A summer’s day sweat As irritating as cold I want my spring back Promise of some rain The graphics are on the maps Last minute veering People say shut up Summer heat beats winter cold Both can go fuck off … Continue reading
Life’s Labyrinth
(Small note: I’ll be a rarity for a few days. Long trip there and back and not 100% certain I’ll have Internet access very often.) Life is a Labyrinth Winding, forked, and foggy Never given a map Advice from every … Continue reading
Saturday Verse: Atrophied Imagination
Thinking of making this a new weekly thing. Just posting an old or new poem every Saturday since the goal posts get very little on this day. Yet, Saturday is a busy day on WordPress from the look of my … Continue reading
Posted in Poems
Tagged adulthood, atrophy, author, childhood, creativity, dreams, growing up, imagination, is it worth it?, maturing, poem, poetry, writer, writing
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The City of Bor’Daruk
Originally posted on November 24, 2013 Upon the desert shore Where ocean breeze meets heat Sending sand along the street Dunes forming in the corners That go unnoticed By the bustling crowds Unburdened by their home Stand upon the high … Continue reading
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Tagged author, Bor'daruk, desert, epic fantasy, fantasy, fiction, high fantasy, Kira Grasdon, Legends of Windemere, Luke Callindor, magic, poem, poetry, Sari, sword & sorcery, Windemere, writing
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Sleeper of the Wildwood Fugue
A call weaving through the trees Tempting all who hear Urging them to wander Braving the misty forest Where only the road is safe The sleeper sings and cries Begging for release Trapped within dreams That may never end Until … Continue reading
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Tagged amnesia, author, epic fantasy, fantasy, fugue, high fantasy, Legends of Windemere, mist, mystery, poem, poet, poetry, sword & sorcery, Windemere, writer, writing
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Full Tilt
Go fast Never slow down Sleep when you are dead Rest is for the weak Adages we take too far As we toil away our years Mental health days mocked Are you a wimp Or are you merely lazy? Never … Continue reading
How Many Lost Words?
How many tales have been lost? To history’s brutal ways Burned for blasphemy Torn apart by fear Never to return to the page Knowledge buried So deep it suffocates to death Stories shredded Cast to the winds and tides All … Continue reading
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Tagged author, book burning, books, history, humanity, knowledge, library of alexandria, past, poem, poet, poetry, progress, writing
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